All the viewers who were watching the live broadcast here entered the cubicle from the two groups of players, and the two coaches stepped into the first compartment of their own players, and began to call friends.

However, there is only one person they are following, and that is their coach in the clouds-Yi He!

It's a pity......

"Ahh Who the hell is such a powerful person! Why can't all the coaches see their faces? ”

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"You still have time to chat, these are really precious learning materials! Since I started training these people with this coach, I have prepared the same training room, and every time I watch the live training broadcast, I start training step by step! Today's content is so rich that I've already recorded the screen! ”

"I'm a! Upstairs witty! Turn on My Screen Recording! ”

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Although the audience's discussion was as fast as ever, soon everyone stopped discussing it at all, and everyone who saw it turned on their respective screen recording functions, and followed Yi He's demonstration all the way to the end.

After Yi He instructed all the players in the shortest possible time, he went to the side to rest.

The audience began to prepare with great interest all the weapons that Yi He had shown in the video.

The powerful and powerful can directly find someone to bring the things, and those who have no power and power but have money will first take out what they have and start training against them, and post the others to buy them with a lot of money.

As for the civilians, it is too late to run for a living every day, where will they come to watch such a program, after all, this kind of program is not prepared for them.

While all the players were training intensively, the audience also studied and recorded Xiali's video over and over again to learn related knowledge.

In just six days after all players entered the rest period, Yi He had countless fans among the audience.

It's a pity that no one knows that Yi He is the powerful young lieutenant general - Long Yi.

As a loyal viewer of Yi He, Han Dong knows very well that whenever Coach Yi He trains players, it takes longer than other players.

So he didn't care about this at all, seeing that it was still a long time.

This issue is still the weapon familiarity training that he particularly likes, and Han Dong is even more interested in watching it.

It's just that it's too ordinary weapons.,I've studied it thoroughly.,It's really not too interesting.,There's even the following weapons.,I've made a lot of improvements.,Developed a lot of sand sculptures.、Or weird.、Or practical functions.。

However, at the beginning, the player took a few things, and he never got his hands on them, otherwise, you can try to study them.

Thinking about it like this, Han Dong felt a little frustrated.

Suddenly, Han Dong saw a weapon demonstrated by Yi He in the video, his eyes lit up, and he quickly took down a boxing glove that looked similar in appearance but was somewhat weird on the weapon display wall of his training room.

Looking at the boxing gloves in his hand, Han Dong thought in amazement: he didn't even find that this thing still has this function, this coach called Yi He is simply amazing! I wonder if there is a chance for me to hire this coach to train myself after these players have finished training?

No way! There must be a lot of people staring at this coach, and I have to start first, so I will find someone to inquire now!

Thinking of this, Han Dong was not in a hurry to study the boxing gloves in his hand, and hurriedly put a slight touch on the personal end on his wrist, and after seeing that the communication was connected, he didn't wait for the other side to speak, so he came directly: "Uncle Zhang, you hurry up and help me inquire about the origin of Coach Yi He hired by the program team of "Deadly Game", I want his detailed information, and see if there is a way to hire him to be my personal trainer, and the treatment is preferential!" ”

"Yes, young master!" Hearing the sound of submissive response from the other side, Han Dong then hung up the communication, and looked at the fist gloves in his hand with sparkling eyes.

However, he didn't do his own research for the first time, to see if this seemingly simple fist glove really had the function that Yi He demonstrated, but returned to the front of the weapon rack and reached out to take out a file bag from where he was holding the glove.

Then he went to the workbench against the window, pulled out the files in the folder, and spread all the documents on the workbench.

When they were all put together, it turned out that these documents turned out to be the blueprints of a pair of fist gloves!

However, the renderings of the finished product are a little different from the one in Han Dong's hand.

Or should it be said that the finished renderings of this design are more like the boxing gloves that Yi He demonstrated.

However, Han Dong didn't care about this matter, but after laying out the design drawings, he picked up the tools and began to disassemble the gloves.

Even though the entire gloves were made of metal parts, there was no difficulty for Han Dong.

In three or two clicks, it turned into a pile of parts.

Randomly scraping out a few, the fingers flying up and down began to assemble again, only this time the corresponding installation was carried out completely strictly according to the design drawing.

"Young Master!" Just when Han Dong was enthusiastically fiddling with the boxing gloves that had just been assembled and wanted to experiment, there was a sound of communication opening at the door, and the face of the housekeeper Zhang Yi appeared on the display screen near the door, and he called Han Dong respectfully: "Second Young Master Hao is here!" ”

"Please ask Uncle Zhang to take him to the reception room, I'll be there later!" Han Dong raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a strange smile, paused, and turned his head to Zhang Yi and said.

"Yes, young master!" After getting Han Dong's orders, Zhang Yi's face disappeared from the display screen at the door in an instant, obviously having gone on errands.

Han Dong kissed it lightly on the fist with a smile, and said to it in a tired tone: "Baby, I'll deal with a little matter first, and I'll come back to accompany you!" ”

With that, carefully put everything back in place.

That attitude of cherishing is obviously very attentive to these things.

It's just that after leaving this arsenal set up specifically for his own research weapons, Han Dong's expression became secretive.

"It's been a long time, Second Young Master Hao!" When Han Dong came to the reception room, he immediately had the kind of smile on his face that was fake at first glance.

"Alright, don't laugh, you won!" Hao Qiang, the second young master of the Hao family, turned around when he heard the movement, and saw Han Dong's smiling appearance, which was already full of sadness, and looked even more decadent.

However, Han Dong didn't pay attention to Hao Qiang's words, and sat down on a random chair in the living room, and then spoke slowly: "What does Second Young Master Hao mean by this, why can't I understand it?" ”

Zhang Yi, who had been waiting in the living room with Hao Qiang, raised his feet and came behind Han Dong when Han Dong stepped into the hall, and when he sat down, he immediately poured tea and water on the side, and waited eagerly.

Compared with Hao Qiang, who had been standing quietly watching Han Dong, he seemed a lot more leisurely.

But if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the disgust buried deep in Han Dong's eyes does not know what the reason is.

Hao Qiang saw that Han Dong didn't answer at all, and a trace of grievance flashed in his eyes: "Han Dong, you have to be like this?" We are so good that we have been good brothers for many years, for such a small thing, you completely ignore brotherhood? When did we become like this? ”

As he spoke, his voice became high-pitched, and he looked quite righteous.

In three or two sentences, mentioning the friendship of the year, by the way, the past and present things were classified as a trivial matter, which made Han Dong seem a little stingy.

Han Dong played with the cup that had no tea in his hand, still with that playful expression, looking at Hao Qiang, his eyes gradually became cold: "Little thing? It turns out that your Hao family thinks so, no wonder you haven't handed over Hao Shuang to me for disposal! ”

"Han Dong!" When Hao Qiang heard Han Dong's words, he completely forgot his true purpose for coming over this time, and yelled at Han Dong loudly: "Hao Shuang is the daughter of the Hao family, representing the face of my Hao family!" It's not someone who can be disposed of casually, let alone you Han Dong, if you are the most powerful person in the entire alliance now, my Hao family will not compromise! ”

"Heh~" Han Dong looked at Hao Qiang's appearance, snorted lightly, and showed contempt: "Hao Shuang is the daughter of the Hao family, representing the face of your Hao family, so where did you put me, the son of the Han family?" The Hao family has more than one child, but the head of the Han family is only Han Dong! ”

Saying this, Han Dong gently put down the teacup in his hand, got up and came to Hao Qiang's side, and smashed his stomach with a fist: "Where did your Hao family put my Han family's face?" ”

Looking at Hao Qiang, who was curled up on the ground with his stomach in pain, Han Dong looked condescending.

"Hao Qiang, you're really sorry for your name! I won't agree to what you want me to help you with, so you should call where you come from and go back! After speaking, Han Dong shook his hand and prepared to leave.

"Don't go!" However, Hao Qiang directly hugged Han Dong's leg and prayed.

"Let go!" No matter how hard Han Dong tried, he couldn't pull it out, so he could only scold coldly, but unfortunately it didn't achieve the desired effect.

After finding that Hao Qiang refused to let go no matter what, Han Dong kicked him in the posture of being hugged by Hao Qiang, and heard his muffled snort as he wished.

It's a pity that even so, Hao Qiang didn't let go of his hand.

"If you don't promise me, then I won't let go, we'll spend it here!" After Han Dong said that he didn't plan to help, Hao Qiang finally remembered that he was here to beg for help, but unfortunately the person had already been offended to death by himself, and the helpless Hao Qiang had no choice but to play a scoundrel.

Han Dong's expression became more and more indifferent: "Hao Qiang, from childhood to adulthood, you have been like this, you think about playing a scoundrel when you can't do things well, I used to be willing to follow you in everything, because you are my buddy!" It's a pity that now I'm not happy, because you're nothing now! I'll give you one last chance, let go now, or I'll break it for you! ”

Looking at Han Dong's expression, Hao Qiang hesitated for a moment, but thinking that if he couldn't get Han Dong to agree to that thing, then the consequences were definitely not what he wanted to bear, Hao Qiang continued to hug Han Dong's legs.

"Three, two, one!"

What he got was Han Dong's indifferent counting voice, and when the word "one" fell, Hao Qiang heard Han Dong call his housekeeper: "Uncle Zhang, have you been with bad eyes recently, in this case, you should take something to help me saw these two hands!" ”

"Yes!" It was followed by Zhang Yi's indifferent response, and the footsteps leaving the living room, obviously really taking something.

"Wait a minute, don't you want to know how Han Bing died?" Knowing that the entire Han family was obeying Han Dong's orders, Hao Qiang was a little panicked and hurriedly threw out the only chips in his hand.